WHERE I’M COMING FROM
WHERE I’M COMING FROM
I’m not coming from success.
I’m not coming from wealth, status, power, or having figured anything out. I’m not writing this as someone who won the game, beat the system, or cracked the code.
I’m coming from failure — mostly my own.
I’ve had successes. Real ones. I cherish them. I’m proud of them. They mattered, and they still do. But they are not the dominant theme of my life.
The dominant theme has been knowing better — and not doing it.
The Hardest Failure: Knowing Better
Most of my failures weren’t because I didn’t know.
They were because I did.
I can look back at many of the decisions I regret — relationships, business choices, financial paths, ways of living — and say honestly:
I knew better at the time.
The path I’m on now is not new.
It’s the path the 12-year-old and 14-year-old version of me already wanted.
Instead, I spent decades going somewhere else.
Not because I was stupid —
but because I believed the lies.
Becoming Something I Was Molded Into
I adapted to society.
I learned how to talk the talk.
I learned how to justify things that didn’t feel right.
I learned how to manufacture bullshit — and then believe it.
That’s what society teaches you to do.
It teaches you to:
Override your instincts
Ignore discomfort
Normalize what feels wrong
Measure yourself by artificial standards
Call compromise “maturity”
I did that for a long time.
And it worked —
until it didn’t.
Relearning What I Already Knew
What I’m doing now is not discovering some new truth.
I’m relearning things I already knew and buried.
I’m trying to reshape myself after decades of being molded into something unnatural — something that chased ideas of success that weren’t aligned with who I actually was.
I still don’t have it figured out.
I don’t think anyone ever fully does.
But I am more honest now than I was before — and that matters.
Regret Is Not the Enemy
I have regrets.
Real ones.
About:
Relationships
Time
Money
Choices
Priorities
The way I lived
I don’t pretend otherwise.
But regret is only destructive if you lie about it or bury it. When you look at it honestly, it becomes information.
I still have decades left on this planet, and I want to live them differently — not perfectly, not correctly, just more aligned.
This Is a Journal, Not a Doctrine
Everything here comes from that place.
Not from authority.
Not from certainty.
Not from having solved life.
This is personal journaling — shared publicly.
If anything here resonates, it should be used personally, not globally. Adapted, not enforced. Considered, not obeyed.
Nothing here should be forced onto anyone else.
That would contradict the entire point.
The Only Thing I’ll Stand Behind
If there’s one thing I believe strongly, it’s this:
There is no single right way to live.
There are only:
Situations
Trade-offs
Seasons
Adaptations
What works now may not work later.
What works for me may not work for you.
That doesn’t make it meaningless —
it makes it human.
This isn’t about answers.
It’s about honesty.
And that’s where I’m coming from.